Yesterday was the Winter Solstice: the first day of winter and the return of the light. The days grow longer and the nights grow shorter. Like Oliver’s bird, I grow ever more restless. I have an idea–ideas–unfolding from under my wings. Also like the white-eyed bird, I want to go to sleep. … More In Winter, We Rest
I’ve been letting go lately. This pause-button pandemic has given me space and time to re-envision a different way my life could be. This leave-taking of “normalcy” has been therapeutic for me, but not in the way I would’ve expected it. My introverted self doesn’t really notice a difference in my day-to-day activities. Mostly. I … More Letting Go
Happy New Year! It’s January so I can still say that, right? Last year I wrote about New Year’s Eve and Day being my favorite holidays and some of the things that I do to prepare for a brand new year. (Read about that here.) This year, I am solely focusing on my writing and in what direction I want it to … More The Writing Life; OR: Where Do I Go From Here?
Hey that’s me! I’m 5-0! I turned a half-century old (young?) on June 17. My husband and I celebrated by heading to the gorgeous North Carolina mountains. As much as I love to hike and as many times as I’ve been to the mountains, I had never taken the time to visit the waterfalls that … More 50–Wow! It Really IS Just a Number.
This is a post I wrote last year for my 48th birthday. I’m sharing it again today. Tomorrow is my actual birthday but, as I have plans, I won’t be blogging. If you know me well, you know I love growing older. I’ve had too many family members and friends who were not given the opportunity … More On the Occasion of a Woman Turning 48
Poetry is an important part of my life so I often manage to place a poem or two in my blog posts. Since April is National Poetry Month, I wanted to dedicate this whole post to one of the most meaningful and transformational poems I have ever read. This poem appeared in my life during … More Love After Love: Poetry, Hecate, and Transitions
“Only love can break a heart, only love can mend it again.” It’s been a while since I’ve written a blog post. I come to my computer daily, sit down intending to write, but end up on endless Google searches or posting one-liners on Facebook. Or looking at cat and flower photos … More Only Love Can Break A Heart: On Loving Big and Grieving Big
Angels Among Us It’s been a rough couple of months for my family. I haven’t been able to write about it in detail and share it yet, but I will. My husband’s only brother, Pete, was involved in a fatal motorcycle accident right after Thanksgiving. It shook our family’s foundation, as these … More Angels Among Us
Goodbye 2016. Don’t come back. You were harsh, abrasive, and caustic. You rubbed me the wrong way: With your arrogance, hypocrisy, hate, belligerence, and turmoil. You split families apart. You rifted away our friendships, at least what we assumed were so. Your Grim Reaper was a greedy bastard—taking way too many, too soon. (And one … More Goodbye 2016. Don’t come back.
“Through these woods I have walked thousands of times. For many years I felt more at home here than anywhere else, including our own house. Stepping out into the world, into the grass, onto the path, was always a kind of relief. I was not escaping anything. I was returning to the arena of delight. … More These Woods
